Author's Note: This is a partially true story that I'm hoping may soon be completely true. Happy Birthday to me hopefully!


She already said no after looking at me like I was nuts. But I had persisted. This wasn't the first odd request I had made. She's humored my bondage requests before, also after acting like I was nuts, but once we were in the middle of it, it seemed like she truly enjoyed the experience of sensually teasing me while I was hopelessly immobile. Perhaps what she really enjoyed was seeing just how turned on I became.

This time, the request was of a different nature. I wanted to be locked up in a chastity device. I'm not even completely sure why I wanted this. But something about the thought of having such an intimate part of me be completely under her control really turned me on. I've always wanted to try long-term bondage, but that isn't very practical. However, since the chastity device is supposed to be undetectable under clothing, I could potentially be locked up for any amount of time and nobody would be the wiser. I hoped I could convince my wife to let me get one, and have me wear it at least now and then, sexually teasing and frustrating me for hours. And with any luck, maybe she would leave me in it for a longer period of time eventually.

My first attempt at bringing up the subject didn't work so well. After I gave a very brief description of what I wanted, and also mentioned the $150 price tag, she immediately said we should use that money for something else. Mostly out of embarrassment, I agreed to drop the subject. But she did give me some teasing looks that made me think she appreciated the attempt to add something unique to our love life.

I tried not to think about it anymore, but I wasn't able to shake the thought of it. I decided to try again, this time with more than a 10-word description. I wrote up a description of the device along with how I would benefit by continually being horny, and how she could benefit by making me do whatever she wanted as a condition of release. I even directed her to an online book whose contents mostly turned me on, but in some cases seemed a bit extreme.

I finally got up to courage to ask her to reconsider, and I showed her my document. I wasn't sure how she would react. Her reactions aren't usually what I expect or hope for, which was understandable since I look at these things from my point of view and not hers. But my birthday was coming up, and I hoped that might give me an edge. She had been asking what I wanted for my birthday, and now was the time to let her know.

The conversation started out awkwardly with me feeling a little bit like a freak, but once she found out how serious I was about getting it, the conversation eventually steered toward the practical. It was a lot of money for such a small hunk of plastic, and she had serious doubts that it would be invisible under clothing. But I assured her that it would be worth the money to me, and she didn't have to give me any other gifts. I also let her know I would only wear it as much as she allowed. I figured even if we didn't use it that much at first, maybe over time we could use it more.

After our discussion, she reluctantly agreed, and I placed the order. I immediately got a bulge in my pants thinking about what it would feel like being trapped like that. I couldn't wait for it to come. And I imagined that once I got it on, I wouldn't be able to wait to get it off, but would have to keep it on for as long as she desired.

The next few days passed slowly, but it finally arrived a full week before my birthday. I got home before my wife, and I immediately went upstairs to the bathroom to try it on and get it fitted properly. The erection I got made it extremely difficult to get it on, however using a couple tricks I found on the Internet, and a lot of patience, I got it locked on, and the fit seemed good even though it was really tight due to my excitement. The feeling was amazing, and made me extremely horny. I wanted to take it off right then and there and relieve myself, but my wife was due home any moment, so I waited.

I didn't tell her right away that it arrived. I wanted to see if she would notice anything before she knew what I had on. If I was able to wear it unnoticed until bedtime, then that should take care of one of her big concerns. She asked me a couple times if I felt all right though. She said I was acting a little weird. I was having a tough time keeping my horniness under wraps. All the while I wanted to take it off and masturbate, but I was sure we would have sex tonight, and it was going to be awesome.

After what seemed like an eternity, bedtime finally came around. After we got into the bedroom, I handed her the keys without saying a word.

"What's this?" she said with some confusion. Then I dropped my pants, and the first hint of the chastity device was showing through my underwear. "Oh, you got it today. Wasn't that supposed to be a birthday present?"

"Yes, it was, but I wanted to make sure it was all there, and I thought I would surprise you." I said, hoping she would immediately release me and make love to me.

"Well, I guess since you spoiled that present, then I guess your birthday present will be an orgasm."

That sounded good to me. "Would you like sex now? You have the keys if you do."

"Sure. But I'll be the only one having an orgasm. You'll have to wait till your birthday."

My heart began to pound. I didn't expect this to move so fast. But I had hopes that this was her way of tormenting me just long enough so that I would erupt with an explosive orgasm once she finally decided I'd had enough.

After some light teasing and kissing, which I found both erotic and a little painful due to the sequestered erection, I began to work on her in earnest. My horniness continued to climb while I fingered and licked her into a frenzied state. I kept expecting her to get the keys out and unlock me so I could finish the job with my now aching cock, but no such luck. After what seemed like a very long time, she finally erupted into a fitful orgasm. I kept playing with her, but began pleading for release. "It's not your birthday", she said breathlessly as she slowly moved toward another orgasm. I kept going, hoping she might get too horny to resist. Another orgasm soon followed. I began to lose hope, and my fingers and tongue were getting sore, so I stopped.

"Could I please have you now?" I said, trying not to sound too pathetic.

"No...", she said, stretching out the word in a teasing way. "We paid a lot of money for that thing, so you're going to use it! And just think about how awesome it's going to be on your birthday!"

We lay there together for a while, and she stared at me while wearing a devilish and satisfied grin on her face. Then she rolled over and told me to rub her back. I did as requested, happy to be satisfying her, but still extremely horny. It didn't take much of a back rub to put her to sleep. I lay there for a long time, and the only things on my mind were my lovely wife who was now in full control of my orgasms, my desperate need for release, and the orgasm I was going to get on my birthday. My wife had obviously read that book on chastity that I linked to in my document, and it seemed like she skipped over the first few chapters about taking it slow at first. I wondered where those keys were. I had no idea. I tugged at the chastity device to see if there was any way to get it off without the keys, but it was really secure. Fortunately my cock stopped trying to be erect and it was now much more comfortable. And yet I still lay there for a couple hours before sleep finally came. But it wasn't long and I was awakened by a powerful erection that seemed to be trying to rib my balls off. I forcibly held the chastity device close to my body in order to relieve the pressure on my balls, and eventually the erection subsided and I was able to go back to sleep.

The next week went by very slowly. I found it very hard to concentrate at work. And when I was at home, I couldn't believe how attractive my wife was. I always knew she was attractive, but I sometimes took it for granted. But now every time I looked at her, I saw the beautiful woman I fell in love with so many years before. And the sneaky little smile she wore every time she caught my gaze made her look even cuter. It was agony, and yet heavenly at the same time. I always loved my wife, but now it felt like when we were first dating, when sex was not yet an option. However it was an option for her now, and she had me give her orgasms quite regularly. And I gladly did it, hoping it might earn me an early release. But alas, it did not.

My birthday finally arrived, and my excitement was off the charts. I had needed release so badly and would have taken care of it myself daily if I had the option. My wife gave me a passionate kiss in the morning when I woke up. "Happy Birthday!" she crooned. "Today's the day you finally get what's coming to you! But first you need to go to work."

I was really hoping to have a quickie just to get some relief, but I was kind of glad we were waiting till we had more time for the grand finale.

"I've got a little present I'm going to show you now though." She reached into her closet and pulled out a leather corset and some thong panties and put them on in front of me and had me help her lace up the corset. Then she slowly pulled on some textured thigh high stockings followed by a very short leather skirt. "I hope you like!" I totally did. After modeling briefly, she took off the skirt and put jeans and a shirt on over the other items, but the image of her in that incredibly seductive outfit was already seared into my brain. It was going to be a very long day at work.

That evening when I arrived home, she met me at the door. She was wearing the sexy outfit she showed me before work, although the look was even better since she was now wearing a pair of high-heeled leather boots that nicely matched her leather skirt. The black textured nylons and the corset really polished off the look. My penis was already making a futile attempt at an erection. "Turn around" she said with as much authority as her sexy voice could produce. I did as commanded, and she latched a pair of handcuffs around my wrists. Then she put a blindfold over my eyes. My balls were now stretched out and aching, but it was so worth the pain.

She led me upstairs to the bedroom. She pushed me down onto the bed and proceeded to put leather ankle cuffs on my legs. Then she unlocked the handcuffs. "Don't touch the blindfold" she instructed and then attached leather cuffs around my wrists. She pushed me back onto the bed. "Scoot onto the middle of the bed and spread out", she commanded. I eagerly did as she asked and then she clipped the cuffs to ropes that were already tied to the bedposts, and she tightened the ropes until I was securely spread eagle. "You rest up while I make you your birthday dinner."

Lying there felt nice except for my cock straining to get out of its cage. Still, it was so erotic. I strained against the ropes as my frustration mounted. Eventually the smell of the food reached the bedroom, and I realized I was hungry for more than sex. Thoughts of food somewhat tempered the sexual frustration that had been building all week.

Eventually, she returned and unclipped my cuffs from the ropes that held me to the bed, but left the leather cuffs on. Then she had me get up and she locked the wrist cuffs behind my back. Then she led me downstairs and proceeded to feed me my meal to me as if I was an infant.

When I finished, she removed the blindfold. Now my eyes were in for a feast since I could now stare longingly at the smoking hot image of my wife.

"Back to bed!" she said with a cheerful authority. I excitedly hurried up the stairs with my hand still cuffed behind my back. When she caught up, she unlocked my wrists and I immediately spread out on the bed. She clipped my cuffs to the ropes and pulled them tight. Then she started to very lightly caress my entire body. "You made me feel really good all week, so now it's your turn." It did feel amazing, but I couldn't wait for my orgasm. Then again, I didn't have any choice but to wait for it.

Finally, she produced a key and unlocked the chastity device. I was so glad to finally have that thing off, even though I was so eager to have it on only a week before. My cock was so used to being limp even when I was turned on, so it didn't immediately spring to life, but my wife began her light caressing around my penis and balls, and it the rate of swelling increased. The fact that it was growing unencumbered increased my arousal even further, and it quickly grew into a raging erection.

This slow teasing went on for a long time, but finally she mounted me. "Now you wait for me! If you cum before me, you'll have to wait another week before you get out again!" I didn't want to wait another week, but there was no way to control the enormous orgasm that was building inside of me. I held off for as long as I could, but then I exploded into the biggest orgasm I'd had in years. I stayed hard long enough for her to also come to orgasm a couple minutes later. Then she collapsed on top of me.

"You didn't wait for me", she said softly. "But you will wait for me now."

We lay there for quite a while, and then she finally got up and returned with a warm wet washcloth, and washed my cock. Then she went to the bathroom and thoroughly washed my chastity device while my cock dried. She returned with the chastity device and patiently put it back on me, using a nylon stocking that was pushed through the hole to help guide it through the device. With the snap of the lock, I knew what was in store for next week. She pulled out the nylon stocking and my penis began to completely fill the chastity device as I thought about how trapped I was once again. I really had no idea when I might have control of my cock again. Part of me was wondering what I'd gotten myself into. Another part of me was very glad to be spending another week under lock and key.